In God's Hands

We were hit hard this week by the horrific news that one of my husbands dearsted friends was killed in a job related accident. It was so very sudden and knocked the breath out of the community and church that he belonged to. The impact of his death sent shock waves all the way down to Georgia where we live.

I was staring out the window this morning, thinking about his precious wife and those two handsome boys that have their daddy's eyes, when the weather outside the raindrop stained glass, caught my attention.

Hurricane Patricia has passed over Mexico with more gusto than was ever recorded in history. As she's made her way to the east coast of the good ol's US of A, she's still fighting with all she has left. Luckily for us, she's lost most of her steam. We're left with the remnants of rain and a blustery wind.

As I was watching the leaves get whipped around by the wind, listening to the same winds railing against my windows trying to get in, making them groan with eery noises from the fight, Jesus spoke these word to my heart.

"The winds may blow, the billows increase, but God is the author of my peace."

There are many today looking for answers to that dreaded question WHY?! Why now God? Why Him? Why me? I'm so glad that God doesn't mind that question, aren't you? I’ve heard people say that we shouldn’t question God and truly, our faith should be so secure in Him that nothing shakes us, but in reality, we are but dust, human. And as humans, we seek for answers!

Why do you think there are so many crime shows on tv today? Because it is human nature to want to know When? Where? How? and WHY? It was God’s own Son, Jesus Christ, who asked that very question on the cross of Calvary.

"My God, my God, WHY hast thou forsaken me?" Matt. 27:46

In the real world, unlike the fictional world of television, we may never know the answers to our questions this side of Jordan, but we can still find peace. Not in answers and reasons, but in God's hands.

I leave you with the lyrics to a song I've found most comforting in this time of tragedy. I pray that it brings comfort to you, too, in your seasons of asking WHY?

In God's Hands

by The Fugate Family

"The storms may rage, the winds may blow, cares of life come against my soul.

And troubled times, I know just where to stand. No safer place to be than in God's hands.

In God's hands, I'm in good hands. My soul is safe and secure.

In Gods hand, sweet assurance. It's good to know I'm in God's hands.

Sometimes it seems a trial last too long. It scarcely passes and I must face another one.

But when I've done the very best I can, it's time to leave it in God's hands.

In God's hands, I'm in good hands. My soul is safe and secure.

In Gods hand, sweet assurance. It's good to know I'm in God's hands.

Weakly and feeble I turn, to the Solid Rock strong and firm.

In God's hands, I'm in good hands. My soul is safe and secure.

In Gods hand, sweet assurance. It's good to know I'm in God's hands.

#Peace #Death #Comfort